A Moment

She walks by, but drops her book

He picks it up, and gives her a look

Their eyes meet, pleasantries exchanged

And I look on asking: Would it be the same?

If in fact the situation upon me was thrust

Could what happened between those two of happened to us?

A moment sooner and I’d have been there

But instead, I’m here, questioning if life’s fair

She walks in and he holds the door

She says, “After you.” He says, “No, I implore.”

Their eyes meet, and she says, “Give me a call.”

And I look on asking: Would it be identical?

If in fact the situation, upon me, was thrust

Could what happened between those two of happened to us?

A moment sooner and I’d have been there

But instead, I’m here, questioning if life’s fair

She walks by, but then she stops

Abruptly she trips, and begins to drop

Just us, in that moment as I brace her fall

Then she looks up contemplating it all

I look down and our eyes cross

Thrust upon me, it’s finally happened to us.

A moment later and I’d have lost her

But instead, we’re here, standing together